#7898 - I had thought she would just pop it open and take a long swig, but instead, she stuck the bottle between her legs, embedded right in the crotch of her white shorts. I had felt increasingly guilty about what had happened the other day—all the fantasizing about Scarlett—watching her fuck Brandon, imagining her shoving her mother’s big purple dildo in her tight little hairless cunt and then licking off her own juices as she smeared the fuck stick all over her pretty mouth, and, of course, the one series of images I just couldn’t shake…of her and Michelle in the throes of a lesbian frenzy, their legs spread and intertwined around each other as the ground their pussies together in a lewd spectacle of teenage lust. Karlova had passed away—quite suddenly and without any outward or discernible signs of distress.
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